Maret 19, 2008

WHEN A THOUSAND HERONS FLY

I.

A heron is on a branch of a tree

A hundred herons are on the tall grasses they never step on, and

when a thousand herons fly around the horizon,

drops of the crying sky fall on gentle clothes

they should land to the wet earth

take a short time walkin’ on an old living round, and

sun comes to cheer up sad sky.

Do you know, when a thousand herons

stayed on the land, they’ve

decided to stand a board retiring

II.

When a thousand herons fly at the sunset sky

shade the cloud with a million

white feathers and

mark the comin’ night by disappearing

behind a high mount. And

when a thousand herons fly in the lonely night

black and white mixed and become

a twinkling white light, but

sleeping kids hear a chatter of two herons

from the dreamland. And

when a thousand herons fly above

my head, tell the next door to knock on, and

the next bed to lay on

They said:

“The world isn’t too wide to.”

01 May 2007
M. Sayid Wijaya

SEQUENCES

Quarter

One clue lyin’ inside my head

it’s not true

it spines cleaving my eye into two

steppin’ among hair making a fence

fallin’ into my imagination

Half

A dozen herons mess up one clue

It’s not a clue

Clues

Become hurricane stabbing between two lungs

Breathing is not completely breath

But my ten fingers absorb the fluid

One

It’s only one

No fence and hurricane

Just clue the only one

No dice

Maret 12, 2008

I Taught Myself To Live Simply by Anna Akhmatova

I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.
When the burdocks rustle in the ravine
and the yellow-red rowanberry cluster droops
I compose happy verses
about life's decay, decay and beauty.
I come back. The fluffy cat
licks my palm, purrs so sweetly
and the fire flares bright
on the saw-mill turret by the lake.
Only the cry of a stork landing on the roof
occasionally breaks the silence.
If you knock on my door
I may not even hear.

http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/anna_akhmatova/poems/31

IT ACTS IN THE MOVIE AS HUMAN DOES

Living room.

Listen to the news. Look! The elephant was death. Its ivories were taken by the killer.

It’s so cruel, isn’t it?

Don’t you think human can do that?

Why not? You know who wanna kill an elephant for their own personal business except human, don’t you?

Exactly. It must be wrong that they kill animal for their own business. Actually, animal can help us to do our work or entertain us.

I guess so. For instance, a cow helps us to plow rice field and a lion, the jungle king, can entertain us in the circus show.

Two persons come.

You‘re right, bro! it can entertain us. Now, you must change the channel.

Yup! Let’s watch Garfield!

Garfield? (to face one another and say it together)

Oh - My – God! You don’t know that movie, do you?

We will explain you little about the movie description. It’s a story about a cat.

Yeh! A lazy cat.

It acts as human does and makes a friend with a dog. It lives together with human and that dog, and …

Hey! It’s not fun if you tell them all the movie descriptions. Let’s just watch the movie!

Okay!

Watching TV.

Don’t you see? The cat has slapped that dog.

Ow, so sweet. It can fall in love.

Oho,ho,ho. Smart cat.

(comes) listen! Don’t ever steal that meat again! You should be a good cat.

Hey! (together)

What?

Shut your mouth, okay!

Why?

We’re watching a movie now.

Oh, that’s you babe. You’re in ….

Please!

After watching.

Oh – My – God! (together)

The movie is over.

Let’s go home!

Okay! C’mon!

Wait! Before going home, we should remember that we may not hurt animal in any way. Because…

Animal is God creature.

It also has soul.

Chicken.

What!

May we kill a chicken? Will we be a murderer if we do it?

We may kill a chicken to be consumed but we may not hurt or kill them without any understandable reasons.

Okay, see tomorrow!